Power Fist and Intoxication

Well, it is time to head back to reality of the port city. Yeah, the excitement and thrill is bouncing off all the walls.

It was short. It was brief. And it probably was the last trip I will take for a while.

Even standing amid the flames as they did not lick at me constantly. I still gained some peace and purposeful thinking, feeling and meaning. Totally unexpected.

lil red get's smaller and more curvy with each time I eventually see her. her working out, tennis and eating has paid off well. She is definitely even more sexy chocolate now than before. Hershey's better watch out!

Had my first true fisting. It was hot. I never would have thought about doing it decades ago. But yeah that is a serious turn on. The pain and the reaction was intoxicating and electrifying. The feel of the working of my fingers and then my fist inside. The stretching and the pain inflicted with each thrust and stroke. Tittilating! The way that her body contorted and moved across the bed spurred me on further.

True, the scene I had planned didn't happen. But I do feel that another role was attended to. One that is a rarity to do and behold. The role of comfort and support. It wasn't outwardly evident like a volcano eruption or something. It was punctuated with sleep and cuddling. Quietness that allowed for a selective calm to occur.

The simple aspect of comfort is a powerful entity. One that if ignored or used recklessly leads to some devastating results. And even I, the evil one needs some comfort in order to deal with everything that is going on. And my outlets and solutions for the comfort required are extremely specific.

My comfort lies more strongly in those that are closest to me. When I interact with them and feel their energy it helps me tremendously. That is not to say that there are not other outlets. It is meant to say that those work the best and in the strongest ways over everything else. Travel, food, cigars, drink, movies and things help out quite a bit. But nothing beats communication with those that can change it all no matter what.

Energized. Throbbing internally and externally. I road my high. That feeling of crackling energy that says, "FEED ME MORE." And that is that energy that makes me hornier and not want to stop until the planets align and I create a reversew wormhole. The potency is like a serious narcotic. If i did drugs that were illegal and strong.  whoooop there it is!

And on a final note. As a man ye our fragile egos like to be and feel wanted and needed. Something to validate feelings and emotions. And damn it just feels damn good. Even to the evil, archangel types.

I hope you had a good weekend.

I did so as well.

As I wait around for this delayed plane. let's see what happens

An Expression Through Music Courtesy of Prince

I am sitting here listening to music as I get business done. And let's be honest I tend to listen to rap and stuff that makes my blood boil. I am not the r&b listener unless it is inspired by my women.

So with that said. I decided to listen to the unreleased funk of prince this morning. Go figure! My woman lil red is the gate keeper of knowledge of all things Prince. I am merely someone that has enjoyed some of his songs. 

Yet, here I am and some things were said without me vocalizing. 

Focus and the reality of you and me.

Song: Just As Long As We're Together

The simple aspects of comfort, brief respite and even as simple as the energy exuded. Leads to renewed vigor, a new universe, opening up eyes and doors. It is here where things can stand still, be embraced or explode. Regardless it is the simple solution to the complex, complicated effects and actions that life takes.

My need to satisfy my carnal, kinky and horny cravings to the nth degree. Because you are a bombshell:

Song: Tick Tick Bang

This insatiable craving grows with the need that only can be satisfied when you feed me your mind, body and soul. Where the universe opens up with just us and then supernovas and implodes.

It is time to let go. Release that control and just be open to being you when we are together and it is safe for you:

Song: Turn It Up

Ready to feel, experience and enjoy you turned up and at the level that you hold there inside of you. That checked level that you can have with me. 

The sultry, seductive, fun and mental stimulation of curved body and egg head mind.

Song: D.M.S.R.

Your body contorted in predicaments combined with the curves of your body speaking to me. The screams, whimpers and sounds of elated excstasy given to me. The components of great sex and romance.

With all of that said. I am going to just meander off in my own world and state as I take this all in

The End of the Road

Back from woodbridge and fellowship with like minded kinky people of color. I enjoyed the talk and laughter. The demos and play were interesting as well.

But with everything that has happened and been experienced I have decided to go old school ultra. No need to leave things to the way that they are.

I no longer strive or work on anything other than what is personally important to me. As has been said, expressed and shown just let things go whatever way and hold nothing in regard other than just the moment. Now the way that I am but the way the world is now.

As I have been talking to people there is no need to hold relations kn a position of importance. I guess that was one of my issues previously.  Working towards making a relationship work or in high regard only alienates and makes a mess of people's brains and dlebels of comfort.

Battling everyone and everything has been my duty since before I can remember. It took a long time but change occurred during all of this chaos. The silence has returned with a new purpose.  Leaving behind ideologies that are only my view and importance.

ABM returns and I embrace it all with a vengence. The battle of llve and hatred continues as I bridge the gap. Just. On  the light side is diminished completely.  Reached a point where I have concluded the renaissance part of life for me. Cold and self edifying is the mainstay of life it seems.

Looking at the vault door closing. I see the memories behind the door and smirk. So many things and experiences. Now a distant memory.

Rabbit holes destroyed. Simple ending.

Roll the credits. I am hearing boyz to men send the end of the road. And I envision this alternstive ending.

Goodbye and homage to what use to be.

ABM Board Chairman Representing

This meeting will come to order on this page before we head to the ABM page for proper dissertation of events and aspects

I have to say I have witnessed and been party to human events that make me want to serve the extinction plans early.

Right now I am really pissed at everything. But I caused this with the introduction of feelings, emotions and concerns. I fucked it up and now I am pissed because I made it that way.

Time for the Battle of the Bulge, Big Fucking Evil style!



Let the fucking meeting get the fuck started!!!
ABM's come to order...exit into hell

A Caveman and His Death Star

I have been up front about emotions, feelings, activities and thinking. I thought that was what the right thing was to do. Apparently the humans find that to be really, really wrong.

With everything that has gone on. I have tried to develop relationship, show what is important, be cordial and keep everything above board. And honestly I am wondering what for and if there was a fucking difference?

My disdain for humans and this unnecessary nonsense has crescendo'd. Between the parental units and everyone else. I am gravitating to full development of the Negative zone prison for humans.

I am on my way back. And I didn't think things would get worst but they have. And now I am  taking it back old school.

It is time for the EXTINCTION LEVEL EVENT.  Move over Havoc and Zeus. APOCALYPSE IS HERE!!!

Hell with this nice guy, humanoid compassion shit. Let's do this!

When the Well Runs Dry

I give chances. I am supportive of those I once cared for until they have fallen completely off. Meaning, that they have chosen to widen the chasm that they created with me.

There are fears of them becoming monkey bitches with the rest of the crew. But here is the thing. You have to earn your monkey bitch name by deciding to disregard the issue that I brought up to you and not giving a fuck. So there is your choice. Enjoy. As I told bgp this week. There is no need to worry until you do something and I address it with you and you choose not to do anything to fix it. l

There was talk with lil red about being around folks that you no longer feel the same way about or care for in the same way. There isn't a need to do it. It was something to do. Was.

Tonight...

I came face to face with the end of the road. I always have tried to keep the safety of the female that I was with at parties or out in effect. With sub space and females getting that high from endorphins and alcohol it is very very dangerous. Tonight showed me just how much. I have no idea what the teenage dream was thinking. But when I say, let me know before you play. I mean let me know. And it is not because I don't want you to play. It is to make sure of the state of mind that you are already in. But when you disregard that and attempt to argue with me about it. Then you said what needs to be said. I don't have to give a fuck about anyone but me. But as a Dom and those I am with I maintain safety and concern. But hey as the song said, "tonight was the night."

There once was a brighter light within me. The reason why the war between the light an dark use to be so vicious. Now the battles are less. The dark is obviously winning.

From everything that has been said, done, not said or done. I am merely going to pull a Spartan 117 now. No need for the interactions, decent expectations or anticipation.

As the dust settles in the well.

Let my silhouette in the sunset be left in my haze. Knowledge assimilated and actions taken. It's just me against the universes!